holidays & recipes: daifuku (mocha stuffed with red bean paste)

I have vivid memories of running down a street in New York City’s Chinatown. I had just finished eating a wonderful meal and a sweet treat. I was taking in all the sounds (firecrackers mostly) and sights of Chinese New Year’s celebration when suddenly, I wandered into a procession of dragons and drums. I didn’t wander into the main parade, which had already taken place. I had found myself in the middle of a large celebratory crowd. Perhaps it was a school, or a special club, I’m not sure, but what I do know is that they were not stopping their forward momentum for one little girl. The dragons swirled around me and I was both horrified and excited. When I could no longer see my parents I ran….and apparently I was running in the same direction the procession was heading for the dragons seem to pursue me. I eventually... Read the Rest →

 

holidays & recipes: daifuku (mocha stuffed with red bean paste)

I have vivid memories of running down a street in New York City’s Chinatown. I had just finished eating a wonderful meal and a sweet treat. I was taking in all the sounds (firecrackers mostly) and sights of Chinese New Year’s celebration when suddenly, I wandered into a procession of dragons and drums. I didn’t wander into the main parade, which had already taken place. I had found myself in the middle of a large celebratory crowd. Perhaps it was a school, or a special club, I’m not sure, but what I do know is that they were not stopping their forward momentum for one little girl. The dragons swirled around me and I was both horrified and excited. When I could no longer see my parents I ran….and apparently I was running in the same direction the procession was heading for the dragons seem to pursue me. I eventually... Read the Rest →